In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Monday, December 31, 2018
2018
this year was better
than the year before
and the year before that
and the year before that...
and I am grateful
for every day
that I am further away
from those times
Sunday, December 30, 2018
when did I disappear (new opening verse)
I've forgotten how to feel
God knows I've tried
but I always come up empty
when I look inside
I could talk to myself
but there's no one to hear
when did I disappear
Saturday, December 29, 2018
do the math
put two and two together
chances are it equals four
but that's depending whether
it's something less or something more
I'm gonna rise to the occasion
I'm the answer to your equation
no matter what the situation
I'll always stand by you
do the math
we belong together
like half-and-half
there's nothing better
I'm saying this for my own good
for my own behalf
do the math
do the math
do the math
put one and one together
and the sum you get is us
baby, I'm the inventor
of a love that you can truly trust
I'm gonna show you what I'm made of
no one to be afraid of
no matter what you say, love
I'll always stand by you
do the math
we're made for each other
on a winding path
that's only walked by lovers
I'm saying this for our own good
with a chuckle and a laugh
do the math
do the math
do the math
Friday, December 28, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite five)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was a blank slate
where nothing was drawn
except for the colors
that welcomed the dawn
lying on my back
with my dog on the lawn
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was yesterday's child
now I'm far beyond that
by many a mile
but last night in my sleep
I knew how to run wild
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
Thursday, December 27, 2018
white paper bag
a white paper bag
should always have
a donut inside
to undo
whatever happened
to make you run and hide
one bite and it's all fine
except for your waistline
and that new year's resolution
that you've casually tossed behind
but it's all right
it's okay
tomorrow's gonna be another day
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
day after Christmas
there is so much to do
cleaning up
and putting stuff away
all the lights and ornaments
have served
their Christmas Day
their jobs they did
and did them well
a credit to their career
thanks for all your colors
and we'll see you next year
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
Monday, December 24, 2018
Sunday, December 23, 2018
Saturday, December 22, 2018
Friday, December 21, 2018
godless Christian
go away
you're not wanted here
with your lies
with your family
with your greed
using religion as a shield
and a crutch
godless Christian
hollow be thy name
Thursday, December 20, 2018
loose cannon
you're a loose cannon,
ain't you, pal
with your knocked up
washed out penthouse gal
doing the town
like you know how to do
look at you
mister loose cannon
gee, I'm so scared
your temper, boy,
has caught me unaware
yeah, right
I ain't afraid of you
tell you what I'll do
use your manners, boy,
and do what I say
show me respect
and I'll put the gun away
and none of this happened
and you'll be free
and if not
your black ass belongs to me
I'll put you under arrest
and that's where you'll be
your black ass
belongs to me
Wednesday, December 19, 2018
Spanish
through my skin is brown
and my soul is sturdy
I still don't know Spanish
oh sure, there's the stuff
I learned in school
and sometimes I can manage
Tuesday, December 18, 2018
head in my hands
I've got my head in my hands
discouraged again
thinking I'm a failure
and believing in the end
I don't have any hope
and nobody understands
I've got my head in my hands
I put my nose to the grindstone
and nothing's happened yet
working my fool life away
is making me upset
there's nothing at all
that'll give into my demands
I've got my head in my hands
Monday, December 17, 2018
old white men in suits and ties
old white men
in suits and ties
do not necessarily
have open eyes
to see what's right
in front of them
again and again
and again
they sit in
Washington D,C,
a world apart
from you and me
and decide what future
we should live
I know that I
should forgive
but
there they sit
and here I stand
a stranger in
the motherland
Sunday, December 16, 2018
kitchen sink
turn on the faucet
out comes the water
hot or cold
a lot or a little
you know it's gonna
do what it oughta
no second thoughts
no stuck in the middle
if you think about it
try to live without it
it's taken for granted
written in invisible ink
it's anybody's guess
just how much we're blessed
with this clean water
running in the kitchen sink
Saturday, December 15, 2018
Friday, December 14, 2018
Thursday, December 13, 2018
I miss everybody (another verse)
so many rivers
and bridges to cross
I miss everybody
old Father Time
telling me who's boss
I miss everybody
to everyone who needed me
to those who were kind
those held up in search
of the scene of the crime
those who were there
at exactly the right time
I miss everybody
Wednesday, December 12, 2018
I miss everybody (another new verse)
history is armed
with the hands of time
I miss everybody
the future's ahead
but I'm falling behind
I miss everybody
seems all my friends
have moved far beyond
one day you're here
next day you're gone
one thing's for sure
you keep moving on
I miss everybody
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
I miss everybody (new last verse)
time moves quick
that's a natural fact
I miss everybody
you get nowhere
if you keep looking back
I miss everybody
years and distance
may keep us far apart
but I know they're there
inside my heart
so let's raise a pint
to whoever they are
I miss everybody
I miss everybody
Monday, December 10, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite five)
there are too many people
I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now on Friday evenings
I'm sitting alone
wondering where
all my buddies have gone
I miss everybody
I once had people
knocking on my front door
I miss everybody
wherever they are
I don't see them anymore
I miss everybody
now I remember
what I used to forget
a trash can of wishes
overflowing with regret
trading real life
for that old TV set
I miss everybody
I need me a drink
a shot of malt liquor
I miss everybody
every day is racing
quicker and quicker
I miss everybody
I know it's natural
for relationships to end
but I'm finding I'm thinking
about every one of them
and now there's nothing
where friendship had been
I miss everybody
I miss everybody
Sunday, December 9, 2018
when I go crazy
when I go crazy
it is not in a good way
it's major damage
entering my skull
opening yesterday's scars
examining my life
none this is fun
all in all, this is not fair
but it's what I go through
however
it is not
who I am
Saturday, December 8, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite four)
there are too many people
I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now on Friday evenings
I'm sitting alone
wondering where
all my buddies have gone
I miss everybody
I once had people
knocking on my front door
I miss everybody
wherever they are
I don't see them anymore
I miss everybody
now I remember
what I used to forget
a trash can of wishes
overflowing with regret
trading real life
for that old TV set
I miss everybody
the days are short
in mid-December
I miss everybody
it's colder than
I can remember
I miss everybody
all those good times I had
are now at an end
I'm finding I'm thinking
about them again
now there's loneliness
where friendship had been
I miss everybody
I miss everybody
Friday, December 7, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite three)
there are too many people
I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now on Friday nights
I'm sitting alone
I guess it don't matter
you keep moving on
but I miss everybody
there are so many things
I still haven't done
I miss everybody
there's no end to new things
under the sun
but I miss everybody
now I remember
what I used to forget
empty of wishes
and filled with regret
in a life spent in front
of a disheveled TV set
I miss everybody
the days are short
in mid-December
I miss everybody
it's so damn cold
since I can remember
I miss everybody
now as each day
draws to an end
I'm finding I'm thinking
about each one of them
now there's loneliness
where friendship had been
I miss everybody
I miss everybody
Thursday, December 6, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite four)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was a blank slate
where nothing was drawn
except for the colors
that welcomed the dawn
lying on my back
with my dog on the lawn
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was yesterday's child
now I'm far beyond that
by many a mile
but last night in my dreams
I knew to run wild
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
Wednesday, December 5, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite two)
there are too many people
I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now I find myself wondering
where they have gone
I guess it don't matter
we just keep moving on
but I miss everybody
there are so many things
I still haven't done
I never was anybody
there is no end to things
under the sun
my pure blood is muddy
now I remember
what I used to forget
empty of wishes
and filled with regret
in a life spent in front
of my TV set
I miss everybody
the days are short
in mid-December
I miss everybody
it's colder than
I can remember
I miss everybody
there's loneliness
where friendship had been
now as each day
draws to an end
I'm finding I'm thinking
about each one of them
now there's loneliness
where friendship had been
I miss everybody
I miss everybody
Tuesday, December 4, 2018
I miss everybody (rewrite one)
there are too many people
whom I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now I find myself wondering
where they have gone
I guess it don't matter
we just keep moving on
but I miss everybody
there are so many things
I still haven't done
I never was anybody
there is no end to things
that I never will know
my pure blood is muddy
now I remember
what I used to forget
empty of wishes
and filled with regret
in a life spent in front
of my TV set
I miss everybody
Monday, December 3, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite three)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was a blank slate
where nothing was drawn
except for the colors
that welcomed the dawn
lying on my back
with my dog on the lawn
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
wind at my shoulder
time as my best friend
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
Sunday, December 2, 2018
I miss everybody
there are too many people
whom I used to know
I miss everybody
I have no idea
of wherever they go
I miss everybody
once we threw parties
on neighbors' front lawns
now I find myself wondering
where they have gone
I guess it don't matter
we just keep moving on
but I miss everybody
Saturday, December 1, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite two)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
with a head full of questions
with time as my best friend
I was a blank slate
where nothing was drawn
except for the colors
that welcomed the dawn
lying on my back
with my dog on the lawn
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
with a head full of questions
with time as my best friend
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
Friday, November 30, 2018
Thursday, November 29, 2018
empty threat
when there's nothing to say
you only waste your time
looking for reasons
to fall into rhymes
so now I'm returning
to the scene of the crime
I am an empty threat
to myself
I speak over and over
jaws never stay shut
I try to act
with forgiveness, but
no matter what happens
it isn't enough
I am an empty threat
to myself
sing me an anthem
of society's pride
I'll nod in rhythm
while I'm standing outside
with words unspoken
my verdict denied
I am an empty threat
to myself
I am an empty threat
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
yesterday's child (rewrite one)
last night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks hovering
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
with a head full of questions
with time as my best friend
I've always wondered
what happens if
your dreams are outnumbered
by whoever you're with
I stood unencumbered
and chose not to resist
and the rest of my life
was ahead
one night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
Tuesday, November 27, 2018
everybody we meet
it's when what you do
isn't good enough
it's when you're broken
before you get tough
it's a long hard road
it's a dead end street
it's you and me
and everybody we meet
Monday, November 26, 2018
Sunday, November 25, 2018
crying uncle (rewrite three)
I haven't fucked up today
this may be a world record
for a man whose life is colored by
a history that's checkered
by mistakes and miscalculations
an endless need to change the station
watch your step, man, goodness gracious
this ain't no push or shove
no suicidal thoughts today
that's one day in a row, now
but there's one sad thought
I still got
the rest of the day to go, now
give me morphine
give me liquor
anything to numb me quicker
what makes you well
just makes you sicker
it's no substitute for love
let me up, I've had enough
I'm crying uncle
I'm crying uncle
I haven't judged myself today
but I'm setting up the trial
filled with fury
I'm judge and jury
and living in denial
every time I give up hoping
I still keep my eyes wide open
it's my peculiar way of coping
I'm packing up my stuff
let me up, I've had enough
I'm crying uncle
I'm crying uncle
Saturday, November 24, 2018
yesterday
yesterday
was a bad, bad day
if I'd have known
it was here to stay
I would have gone
the other way
yesterday
holy cow!
it was something
that was not allowed
but this I'll say
yesterday
is gone now
Thursday, November 22, 2018
a turkey's life
(to the tune of "9 to 5" by Dolly Parton}
it's a turkey's life
and no way to spend Thanksgiving
if your skin is dry
well, then there's no forgiving
first they stuff you up
with bread to drive you crazy
but worst of all
is when they smother you with gravy
it's a turkey's life
I should have been a pigeon
when it's time to die
is when I get religion
they just cut you up
and eat until they wobble
and all you hear from them is
google gobble
a turkey's life...
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
yesterday's child
one night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks floating
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
with a head full of questions
with time as my friend
I've always wondered
what happens if
your hope is outnumbered
by whatever you're with
I stood unencumbered
and chose not to resist
and the rest of my life
was ahead
one night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
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